“you know , let’s keep this moving .” (for maya)
she has a nose for bad news. it's not an extraordinary skill – not when she'd already spent so much of her life falling in that exact category. there was a group of people she'd once considered friends. people she now thought of simply as the company she kept when the worst parts of herself begged to be unleashed. the anger needed a release, the guilt needed to be swallowed & the world needed to pay for their respective misfortunes. they enabled the crap out of each other. & every time she catches glimpses of jd, she's reminded of just that. but talking to him again ? that was so far off her radar. " keep it mov- what the hell, slow down ! " she barks as he drags her down the hallway, instinctively looking over her shoulder & wondering what exactly they're moving away from. or who. she yanks her arm the second they find themselves in an empty classroom, wide gaze staring his way in a completely baffled state. " seriously ?! " bag is tossed on an empty chair, blues storming with annoyance. " who did you piss off & why exactly am i now a part of it ? "
@jd4short | meme












